Oracle's Blade

Independent RP blog for Reverse AU Kure Kirika, of Puella Magi Oriko Magica. Blog could well get quite NSFW- gore is more likely than sexual content, but both will be marked appropriately. Tracking the tag 'instrumentumvidentis'.

[temporalrupture]

"I’m not. I’m not better than anyone." Homura retorted, frowning. "Stop. Stop assuming that you know anything about me, anything you didn’t pick up from…others, that carry my name, and making something foul of it.”

Homura moved to walk past Kirika, gaze averting forward instead. “I have no higher purpose. I don’t have a purpose at all. Now leave me be. Find an alternate who does. I simply want to be left alone, for once.”

[instrumentumvidentis]

"...You're pathetic. You're not even a shell of who ya used to be. I dunno what happened to you, and I don't give a fuck- But I know you'll never be able to do any of the shit you wanna do if ya stay like this."

There would be a slight scratching noise, as the Magi whipped out a piece of paper-- before a claw was finally fired at Homura, embedding itself in the ground near her feet as she walked.

"Find me when you do decide you wanna do something with yourself. I'll give ya something to live for, Akemi."

[instrumentumvidentis]

Matters of the Heart

10. What smells remind you of love?

"Eh? Well..."

"The smell of tea, and the flowers Oriko grows... Even if I don't know what kind they are."

[temporalrupture]

Homura stood up, though she abruptly jerked her arm out of Kirika’s grasp and scowled. “I said get off.” She repeated. “If you are not going to simply kill me, then don’t touch me.”

Making matters worse, Homura’s recent injuries weren’t fully recovered. She simply didn’t want to be touched.

[instrumentumvidentis]

"Get off your fucking high horse. Don't think you're any better than me or something- you're not."

She would cross her arms, then, diamond blue eyes boring into the other's bright purple as she practically snarled at the younger girl.

"I ain't gonna let ya just die, though- You're a Magi, like me or Oriko. You've got a higher purpose."

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[temporalrupture]

"…I would not stop you. I doubt I could anyway. I’m simply stating  you’d likely find more entertainment elsewhere. You seem like the thrill seeking type. At least go kill someone who would bother to fight back."

[instrumentumvidentis]

"...Tch. Get off your ass and do something, Akemi. You might be a piece of shit who gets in Oriko's way, but I can't leave ya like this."

The dark haired Magi reached out to grab at Homura's arm, then, with intention to pull her off to actually do something for herself.

"It ain't any fun if ya don't fight with me."

[temporalrupture]

"I will stop acknowledging you, then. There’s nothing interesting for you here. There is no reason for you to be here."

[instrumentumvidentis]

"You've got Grief Seeds on ya, don't you? I could kill ya now, and make sure ya don't turn into one a those demons someday. Get a little prize for myself, too."

[temporalrupture]

"I said, don’t touch me—shut your mouth, and leave.”

[instrumentumvidentis]

"And what're you gonna do if I don't, huh? Try and fight me again? We both know how well that wen't last time, Akemi."

[clawed-and-dangerous]

Came back to life? What did those words mean—was this Kirika trying to suggest that she..? Shaking her head, not wanting to go down on that train of thought. “What’re things like? Boring. That’s what.”

"Oriko wants me to behave, to try and avoid startin’ crap with the other Puella Magi. I don’t know why though, then again Oriko’s the one who does all the planning—I’m just her sword and shield."

[instrumentumvidentis]

"I know how you feel. My Oriko's been trying to keep me patient, too."

It was just a good thing that Akemi Homura had been killed on Walpurgisnacht. She was the only one who really had a Witch powerful enough that they needed to be dealt with right away... Although that Hitomi girl had to be taken care of, sooner or later, as well.

But, there were more important things to deal with. Whatever Oriko had foreseen happening to Kaname Madoka, namely...

"It's boring, all right."

[clawed-and-dangerous]

"Yeah, I suppose you’re right." Kirika bit her lip, in the back of her mind she knew what this most likely was. Oriko had mentioned earlier about variants of themselves—so this Kirika, this doppelganger, must’ve been one of those so-called variants. How did one even go about bringing that up though? Would they even?

"I guess there’s been stranger though." Kirika tries to avoid over-thinking this. Before something that was nerve-wracking created anxiety, and before anxiety stirred forth a panic.

[instrumentumvidentis]

Maybe this was like that Jackie person had said... A version of her from some other universe. That still didn't explain the eyes, but... It was a tart, at least.

"There's been stranger for sure. I'm still not sure how I came back to life..."

She shook her head, then, blue eyes locking onto her yellow-eyed alternate's own.

"Anyway, what are things like... Wherever you come from?"

[clawed-and-dangerous]

"Yeah, I could say the same, your eyes are a bright blue, just like Orik—" before she could say anymore, Kirika was against taken off-guard by the strangeness of this whole situation.

"Did my parents have a twin sister I didn’t know about?" She thinks aloud, her gaze fixated on the blue eyes of her twin.

[instrumentumvidentis]

As her own eyes were so similar to the other's Oriko, apparently, were the other's to the Oriko that had long been her friend. I was... certainly very strange. Not something that should have happened, them meeting like this... No matter how it could have happened

"I don't think so. Not with what mom and dad are like."

Although she really wouldn't have put it past her father to hide a sibling for her. But... They wouldn't look that similar, unless they were identical twins. And then they would have the same eyes.

Maybe it was like that other Akemi Homura she had fought a while ago? The one that was closer to her universe's Madoka, than the one she and Oriko needed to deal with?

[instrumentumvidentis]

[I still need someone to be R!Oriko...]

[clawed-and-dangerous]

instrumentumvidentis has dashed in

"Am I staring into some kind of mirror? Or am I really seeing a doppelganger right in front of me?"

[instrumentumvidentis]

That was very strange. Very strange indeed. To see an almost exact copy of her, before her eyes...

"I don't know, but you definitely seem to be me... Except for the eyes."

[instrumentumvidentis]

Theophilia apo Delphi, the Witch of companionship, with a serving nature. It is said that she will follow anyone who should best her in combat, and who has very strong ideals, even to the end of the Earth.

Theophilia apo Delphi resembles nothing so much as a large, white humanoid, about twelve feet tall, with a featureless face. Her legs and six arms, all oddly elongated compared to those a human, end in nothing but long, blue blades. She moves with a strange gait, due to such, and has been known to use her lower two arms as an aid when walking- or even move on all eight limbs, as a spider would, when haste is required.

[madokas-broken-halo]

"I am utterly indifferent to you. If you desire to work with me, very well. However, I’m positive that Mikuni Oriko knows who else is in this house. You will make no attempt to go in the direction of her room."

The only way to that room was through an underground tunnel to the front door. To do that would be going directly through the defense DEACON had set up. There was no way that Kirika could incapacitate Madoka and get through those defenses unharmed. Even for the skilled black haired girl, it would be contending with too many things simultaneously.

"Although I’m sure you’re smart enough not to do that." She stepped aside to let Kirika in. "What is it that Mikuni Oriko wants me to know about this time?"

[instrumentumvidentis]

"Don't intend on it."

Not now, at least. She still needed to be taken care of, at some point, but... Now was not the time. There were bigger things to worry about, as strange as that sounded.

Kirika stepped inside, as Madoka stepped out of the way, a hand brushing a strand of black hair out of her eyes absentmindedly as she went.

"Oriko had a vision. Of you... changing. Not into a Witch, but... something else. Like... a Goddess. Getting into a fight with some other you, and... Well, the world as a whole suffered. You two caused a shit ton of damage to everything."

She looked back towards the pinkette, eyes narrowing somewhat.

"You can't let that happen."

[peachylajadey]

Kirika Kure’s Skill- Madoka Online

[instrumentumvidentis]

✿

4: Cheek Kiss

"W-well--"

The Magi looked down at her feet, for a long moment, before looking up and leaving a very short kiss on the other's cheek.

"For the movie, I guess."

[madokas-broken-halo]

Was Kure Kirika actually at her door? That was not an alternate. That was the Kure Kirika that she had killed numerous times before. But why would Kirika come to her like this? No Oriko. Not transformed, and wanting to talk about something important apparently. There had to be a reason for this sort of action. She would be ready to transform on a whim of course.

"SCANS INDICATE NO ADDITIONAL PRESENCE WITHIN THE VICINITY OF THIS HOUSE."

DEACON’s additions did help greatly at times. The door opened to Madoka staring coldly at the black haired girl. “I can think of no logical explanation to you alone and not transformed at my door, Kure Kirika. Which is why I myself am not transformed. Explain yourself.”

[instrumentumvidentis]

Kirika almost grimaced at the sight of the other, and at her words. This would be... very unpleasant. 

"Oriko had a vision. Something you damn well need to know about, for the good of everyone. ...Wouldn't want her to show up here and for you to kill her."

The ravenette would lean against whatever was nearby, bright blue eyes peering at the other.

"I know we're enemies, by all rights, but... I want to call a truce. Even if it's only for today."

"Fair enough?"

It was weird talking to her like this... To know that she was meant to kill her, someday. To prevent Kriemhild Lilly from being born again...